senses direction

Direct your senses in a forward way that aligns with similar creatures that care in much the same way you do. Not about the mundane and toasty, but about the bigger obligations to functionality and presence. These are the people who know you and accept you with all your faults and flaws, and these are the people who won't mind waking in the night to listen to you in your time of need. If only one from this group emerges fantastically, then that one may just be there for the long haul through the dirtiness of this life. By directing your senses in a forward way, you take yourself out of the dungeon and onto the playing field where you can run and let your mind free to think up something spectacular among other people who know you and love you. LLc 98.2

silence becomming

Silence is like silver being poored into the mold of a god all shinny and new glistening with the essence of man himself. Silence brings organization of thought processes and circumstances that are bewildering. Nobody is without some sense of losing or missing out on something. So we forget about the importance of silence in our quest for newness and shininess like that of silver. As a result, we find ourselves occupying other people's space, time, and life. We need silence to direct our lives and make decisions based not on planning but on living now. Silence is a huge part of life and I don't think we get enough of it due to our lameness and laziness and posturing and placating and overall acting as a way of surviving. There is no acting in silence. There is only time to be; time we need to see, and time we need to dig within our subconsciousness to find out what lurks down there in that merky area. LLc 98.2

mental bomb in stagnation

We wallow around in tight bunches with like minds and actions that accomodate the pluralistic view of our social world. This is a monster that eats up the dreams of the chosen ones who, by circumstance, are unable in their minds to seek out their true meanings in thier lives. Because of this reality of living, living cannot take place fast enough. Mix these facts with our false, media driven conceptions of what is important in this life, and we have a mental bomb in stagnation until the day comes for its release. In people, this release can manifest in various ways. Some use words to condemn other people. Other's use real action to hurt the ones they love or hate. The monster has no face but it lives and breathes all around us. Not paying attention to it; making friends with it; is to always be at battle with yourself. Our denial is rooted in frustration and our smiles are stagnant under the false pretenses we must employ during our time on the social stage. LLc 98.2

need they say

I have come to realize that it is not for me to say how one should live their life. It is not within any power I would want to possess so as to have some form of control on someone Else's thinking processes and daily activities. The influences that are currently in operation within the boundaries of this country are winning the hearts, souls, and minds of millions of people; beginning for us all at an extraordinarily early age. There is little reason anymore to think for ourselves because all that extra stuff is done for us. Now more than ever we have the capacity to do more with less yet we rely on more; we need more; we require more by design. All these things are no replacement for the willingness to stop and look around for a moment and see the total cost of it all; Not only in terms of time management, but also in total time enjoying what is required. Is it really required to fulfill the desires they say we need? Or can we make our own fucking decisions?LLc 98.2

fools gold

In the coming years people will become disconnected, more so than they are now. The pervasiveness of media has held us down in a world of unfulfilled dreams and fantasies yet to be realized. The sparkling show reminds us of our inadequacies and shortcomings about our own lives and choices we have made. We then turn to media to bail us out and recommend some course of action. It is all inclusive this media thing and we have found ourselves right in the middle of the largest treasure chest of fools gold in the history of the planet. The real has become discharged for the fraudulent escapades of those who believe themselves to be really good at what they do; and they are. I am speaking about the people responsible for all the bullshit we see each day. Forget about you, worry only about how other people see you. This is what the design is all about and it is killing us all. LLc 98.2

sky colors

I was driving 2 days ago and looked over to my right and saw the sun rise over the mountains. The sky was partly cloudy and the mountains still had snow at the tips which reflected the morning kaleidoscope of color. I thought to myself how I should have taken a camera just in case of emergencies like that one. Not that I am much of a photographer, but it gets old going to sleep at night knowing you missed something or forgot to realize a moment in time. It is ok to have the memory; that seems to mean the most. But every now and again there are those moments that need to be captured in some way. They need to be shown or read about. Too often these days we see and hear about things that dull our senses and water down our desires. It is the simple things that we forget about. It is the natural things that get lost in the grind of our social design. We can never forget to use our senses and emotions to bring about the kind of feelings and changes that makes us glad to be a part of this life. LLc 98.2

way back when a sin

In the house on the hill the memories never die. They live on like rain drops falling from the sky. From one generation to the next stories follow as their intensity always seems to increase. He or she who tells the stories about that house must make it entertaining enough to keep the listener occupied mentally while at the same time earning credibility points for the very stories they tell. What was once an accident 3 generations later has turned into murder. Now, when people drive by that house on the hill they think of the stories which are completely separate from the truth. They may add to it in time if the moment and the audience presents itself; thereby sustaining and building upon an already run out and fictitious story. These are human things and they are as real as the truth itself. As a matter of fact, if the truth be known about what happened in that house, people would find disappointment and they don't ever want to be disappointed. Especially if the truth is far less interesting than the stories they hear about that house and what occured there way back when.